Glass Family

Chapter 6

As months went on. My stomach started to grow. It was growing a little bit too big too fast. It was time I told my parents. I got dressed and ready for the big announcement, I was praying it goes the way I'm thinking in my head. I walk downstairs to my parents and I sat down in the living room. "So I have some news I wanna tell you.. Please don't be mad.." I felt my heart beat race and I started fiddling with my fingers. "So you know how I've been hanging out with Andrew a lot lately.." I cleared my throat, thank god Andrew let me use him as the father, I'm praying my parents wouldn't tell his parents because then he'd be sent to a boarding school. My parents both looked over at me and stopped what they were doing. "What's wrong sweetie?" My mother spoke. I cleared my throat and my leg started shaking. "I'm about 3 months pregnant and I want to keep the baby." I said confidently but that confidence left the room once my dads facial expression changed. "Excuse me?" He said and sat up. "You are fifteen years old, I'm not letting you have a child in this household, you are not financially ready, if you decide to keep this baby, you are not ever allowed to step foot in this house again." He yelled which caused me to get up and stand my ground. "So what? That's it? You're just going to kick your daughter out because she's pregnant, where the hell am I supposed to go? What am I supposed to do." I yelled back as I could feel the anger build up in my fathers eyes. "I don't know, you figure it out you slut." He yelled even louder which caused me to run up to my room and start packing a bag, I had tears falling down my cheeks and soon I ran to Rosalie's house. "I need to stay here until I deliver this child, I.. I can work around the house." I stuttered as Rosalie's mother Shelby smiled weakly and nodded. "Of course you can stay here, stay as long as you want, the guest room is all yours." She said and went upstairs cleaning up the guest room for me. I was so happy Shelby let me stay with them, I don't know how I could ever repay them. Rosalie came into my room and sat down on the bed beside me. "You okay Sharen?" She asked gently placing my head on her lap as she played with my hair. "No.." I sniffled. "My parents hate me, Chris is gone." I felt my heart turn cold. "I'm just glad I have you guys." I tried my best to smile but it only turned into a frown. "Here let's do something fun." She said and sat me up. "Let's think of names for the kid." She grabbed a notebook and a pen. "Do you have any ideas?" She asked as I shook my head wiping my tears. "No." I said weakly as she started pacing back and forth around the room. "Hmm, Sarah? No too basic." She teased and kept thinking tapping the pen against her soft chin. "Hm Riley? Oh oh Ethan, maybe um Philip, I love the name Philip." She said softly. I started thinking myself, long and hard too. "I want something that is not that known but known." I said softly rubbing my stomach. "Let's let the baby decide." I smiled and started talking to my stomach. "Camila?" The baby didn't kick. "Hm Maybe Dylan?" The baby didn't kick again. Rosalie looked at me and it clicked. "What was that boys name you loved all those years ago." She smiled. I rolled my eyes. "I'm not naming my child after someone I used to like." I love Rosalie don't get me wrong but sometimes she can be so stupid in the head. "Plus what if it's a girl." I said curiously. "We don't know the gender and I won't find out until it's born." I was nervous for the kid to arrive especially how quick the time has gone. Rosalie and I decided to give up on baby names and watched a movie and ate some popcorn and drank a lot of carbonated drinks. I mostly had orange juice just because I didn't wanna hurt the baby. While we were watching the movie, my mind drifted off to Chris Mendes. I always thought about him, no matter what. He came across my mind. I wondered what he was doing, especially when he didn't know I was carrying his baby. I had an idea, it was a sketchy idea but I needed him to know that he was the father of my child. After awhile, Rosalie fell asleep on the couch so I decided to turn the tv off and tucked her in turning the living rooms lights off so she would have a good night sleep. I went into my room, well the guest room but we'll call it my room for now. I laid in bed and talked to my stomach gently caressing it. "Whoever you are, I hope you know I'm never leaving your beautiful side, you may have made my life a little more difficult but I will never stop loving you." I smiled and felt a kick, that wasn't the first time I felt the baby kick but whenever they kicked my stomach I knew they were listening. It made me feel good. Knowing my baby was healthy and alive. I just hope they won't be a trouble maker when they come into this world. I am so thankful for Rosalie and her mother for being so welcoming to me living here, I felt like I fit in. I guess it's because her mother had Rosalie at a young age so she understood my needs which I'm so blessed to have. If I didn't have them I would be living on the streets.